clubs 2: and once more with feeling // closed to solsticeanew

[inordertobelieve]

[ Teru has gotten used to club meetings running rather late. It's one of several reasons he has freed up his schedule on those days to make him flexible at least one evening of the week. It means he can afford to be less tense when people take a while to wrap up their conversations and leave. It means he can afford to take his time with packing his things until it's only him in the room... or maybe only him and one other. ]

What a lively evening, huh...

[ A mumbled remark, for the sole sake of feeling less awkward about silence among just the two of them. ]

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[inordertobelieve]

I have somehow managed to escape it, yes. It's not that I don't like fish dishes, I just think it'd be an unpleasant feeling against the hands.

[ Probably more manageable when you haven't pulled the fish out of the water yourself and felt is struggle earlier...

He follows Light to the door so they can step out, united. What a small yet notable joy. ]

[solsticeanew]

[Light lingers at the door just long enough to briefly brush hands, partly in jest partly because he just wants]

Mm. You only touch the finest things. I understand.

[inordertobelieve]

I suppose so. Maybe I have high standards.

[ But in truth, he really just has an issue with specific textures and moistness on things generally. That sounds a lot less refined though. ]

[solsticeanew]

[At that Light simply laughs and walks out the door and holds it open for Mikami to walk through.]


There's nothing wrong with that.

[A beat.]

I've never actually been fishing myself. The closest I've come to that is kingyo-sukui [A boyish laugh.] Obviously that doesn't count.